Burnout
Sprinklers choke on poison water
Guzzle liquids like they wanted
Puzzle pieces make a picture
Put it together but why bother
Centipedes are spinal cords
The oak tree fills my lungs
I could paint a picture of it all
Or kill myself with that loaded gun
We're moving faster, what are we after
Bastard kids with broken laughter
Taking baths in battery acid
Wonder what happens after
Wonder what happens after
Do you wonder what happens after?
Breathe kid, just breathe
Cause you're twenty-four-seven
84 miles out from your girlfriend's house
And you just left town
If the world's gonna end
Nothings gonna change
It's just an idea called the human race
Cause you're twenty-four-seven
84 miles out from your girlfriend's house
While she's sittin' on the couch
If the world's gonna end
Nothings gonna change
It's just an idea called life
It's called life
You probably never even fucking heard of it
It's like alternative lo-fi shit
It's kinda indie
It's called life
It's like life
Most people do it,
Well no most people actually don't do it
The world is ending
The world is over
If the world ends tomorrow
If the world ends tomorrow
What would you do?
Cause you're twenty-four-seven
84 miles out from your girlfriend's house
Man, you just left town
If the world's gonna end
Nothings gonna change
It's just an idea called the human race
Cause you're twenty-four-seven
84 miles out from your girlfriend's house
While she's sittin' on the couch
If the world's gonna end
Nothings gonna change
It's just an idea called life
Guzzle liquids like they wanted
Puzzle pieces make a picture
Put it together but why bother
Centipedes are spinal cords
The oak tree fills my lungs
I could paint a picture of it all
Or kill myself with that loaded gun
We're moving faster, what are we after
Bastard kids with broken laughter
Taking baths in battery acid
Wonder what happens after
Wonder what happens after
Do you wonder what happens after?
Breathe kid, just breathe
Cause you're twenty-four-seven
84 miles out from your girlfriend's house
And you just left town
If the world's gonna end
Nothings gonna change
It's just an idea called the human race
Cause you're twenty-four-seven
84 miles out from your girlfriend's house
While she's sittin' on the couch
If the world's gonna end
Nothings gonna change
It's just an idea called life
It's called life
You probably never even fucking heard of it
It's like alternative lo-fi shit
It's kinda indie
It's called life
It's like life
Most people do it,
Well no most people actually don't do it
The world is ending
The world is over
If the world ends tomorrow
If the world ends tomorrow
What would you do?
Cause you're twenty-four-seven
84 miles out from your girlfriend's house
Man, you just left town
If the world's gonna end
Nothings gonna change
It's just an idea called the human race
Cause you're twenty-four-seven
84 miles out from your girlfriend's house
While she's sittin' on the couch
If the world's gonna end
Nothings gonna change
It's just an idea called life
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Writer(s): Cameron Marion
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